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There is a community living above us
In the trees. They philosophize with singing over our heads in the balmy pre-dawn day. ~Suzette Winona Summers
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 Some days begin with birdsong and some days begin with tears, some begin with resistance, and some begin with a breath of magic... I am open to receive. I am open to guidance. I love myself to the core of my being. All of me. The messiness. The ugliness. The fear. The anger. The beauty. The love. The insecurity and the confidence. The terrified child and the powerful medicine woman. I embrace all of it. I embrace all of me. I am so in love with Suzette and the life she continues to clumsily and gracefully dance through. Continuing to step forward in faith. Continuing to honor the wild wolf woman who howls in my heart and gnaws through the societal collars. I am free!
 This beautiful planet within which we are woven
pulses and vibrates sustaining all life. Every day I see wonders, and I wonder why we resist the divine flow. Why we attempt to wrestle the beauty of LIFE into submission. She will never concede. She will #resist. She will continue to weave her magic into fabric of creation until we remember we are a thread of magic ourselves. We are the light of the divine. And there will be a point where we will surrender into grace. ~Suzette Winona Summers |
AuthorSuzette Winona Summers M.A. is a mother, writer, artist, and circler of women following the call of her heart to empower herself, her sisters, and the world. Suzette embraces her purpose of birthing a new world through one breath at a time, one step at a time, walking through fear, disappointments, and difficulties into the light of a new day. Archives
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